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“You gonna come for me, baby?” Garrett tightened his grip and started stroking Maxwell in time with his own movements.
“I—” Maxwell squeezed his eyes shut, the sensations mounting and mounting on him.
“You gonna say my name while you do it?” Garrett finally started thrusting his own hips to meet Maxwell’s, and Maxwell cried out as he slammed into the bundle of nerves inside of him that he’d barely teased before. “You gonna say my name while you come on my cock, baby?”
“Garrett,” Maxwell gasped.
Garrett stroked him firmly from root to tip. “Just like that, fuck, Maxwell. Say it again for me, baby.”
Maxwell was so close, so impossibly close, he felt like his body would shake apart or break down. His mind couldn’t take the stimulation, and he wanted to cry with it. But he couldn’t reach the edge. He couldn’t shake the last thing that held him back, twisting around his throat like a spiked chain, choking him.
“Garrett, I—”
“You can do it, baby.” Garrett pumped up into him, bouncing him on his lap. “You can do it.”
But he couldn’t. He just couldn’t. It wasn’t enough.
He gritted his teeth and tossed his head and anchored himself around Garrett’s neck.
He was so close. He had to, he had to.
“Come on, baby, please.” Garrett’s desperate voice broke on the plea.
Maxwell fell apart.
“Garrett, I love you.”
As soon as the words left Maxwell’s lips, his whole body seized. He came hard across Garrett’s chest, and he clenched around Garrett’s cock so tightly he thought he might black out from the ecstasy coursing through him.
“Oh fuck, Maxwell, oh god.” Garrett’s hips slammed up into him, fucking him through his orgasm.
Maxwell whimpered as he took it. “I love you, I love you, I love you, Garrett. I love you.”
“Maxwell!” Garrett pulled Maxwell down onto his lap and ground up into him, and Maxwell could feel his cock pulsing inside him and flooding him with his spend. Garrett wrapped one arm around Maxwell’s lower back and one around his shoulders, tucking his head into Garrett’s shoulder and crushing him against him as he emptied his cock into his hole. “Oh fuck, Maxwell.”
Maxwell pressed closer, burying his face in Garrett’s neck and clutching him tightly with his arms around his neck. Aftershocks of pleasure and a profound relief flowed through his body, making him loose and pliant, and his eyes sting. He should have said it sooner. How much energy and pain had he wasted keeping that inside him?
With tremors still running through Garrett that Maxwell could feel through his own body, Garrett stroked his hand between Maxwell’s shoulder blades. “Maxwell?”
Maxwell squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his forehead against Garrett’s neck. “You don’t have to say it back.”
Garrett let out a deep sigh, heavy with emotions that Maxwell couldn’t identify, and Maxwell’s throat closed with nerves. Garrett kept stroking his back softly and pressed his lips to the side of Maxwell’s head. “Did you mean it?”
“Yes.” Maxwell pushed back to look into Garrett’s face, self-preservation forgotten. That Garrett still questioned his feelings was intolerable. “Yes, Garrett, I mean it.” He pointed to his arm that swirled with sky blue right next to Garrett’s face. “That’s what that means.”
Garrett regarded him with an expression so painfully hopeful and so painfully cautious. “That blue?”
“Yes.” Maxwell traced the swirls and ribbons of blue that practically took over his body now that the dark blue of pure lust had finally receded. “It doesn’t just mean affection, or at least not of the kind or strength I have for anyone else.”
Garrett bit his lip and tentatively pressed the palm of his hands into the center of the star of blue on Maxwell’s chest. That Garrett had such a hard time believing him made Maxwell want to cry, and he took Garrett’s strong jaw in both his hands.
“I love you, Garrett,” he said sternly, closely watching Garrett’s eyes for some sign that he finally understood. “I love you, and I have for a long time.”
“Maxwell.” Garrett surged forward and kissed him, and for all the kisses they had shared, it instantly became Maxwell’s favorite. Garrett poured emotion and yearning and excitement into one passionate but almost chaste kiss before breaking apart and brushing their noses together. “I love you too.”
Maxwell collapsed happily back onto Garrett’s chest—too worn out to maintain any position that required effort, and Garrett chuckled and wrapped him up in his arms. Maxwell brushed his thumb over Garrett’s collarbone, enjoying the smoothness and warmth of his skin. “I’m sorry I told you that nothing we did meant anything.”
Garrett shrugged, making Maxwell rise and fall on his shoulder. “I’m sorry I let it mean something to me anyway.”
